Su Jianmin and Bai Lu were both dumbfounded and looked at each other.
Xiao Jinbao blinked his big eyes twice and thought: Isn't this too coincidental?
Hearing Wang Qiulan catch the factory director again and scold him non-stop, Su Jianmin couldn't help but interrupt: "I think this matter actually has little to do with the factory director. The Human Resources Department is responsible for recruiting people. You should go to the Human Resources Department."
Director..."
"Why don't we have a close relationship with the factory director? The factory director is the boss of the factory, and we have a close relationship with him. If everyone under him does something wrong, he will be held responsible!" Wang Qiulan said angrily.
Bai Lu asked tentatively: "When you find the factory director, how do you want him to be responsible?"
"Of course, let him seek justice, let him help break up my husband's relationship with him, and come home with me obediently."
"This..." Su Jianmin got a headache just thinking about it, "This seems to be the job of the female director."
"No matter which director did the work, they have to be responsible anyway."
Having said this, Wang Qiulan put her hands on her hips and stared with a reluctant expression on her face.
After a while, seeing that no one else spoke, she smiled sheepishly, "I got so excited when I talked about my own affairs that I forgot to ask you and your family why you went to Nanping City? Was it for a walk?
relative?"
"Well, actually..." Su Jianmin said bravely, "I'm going to take office."
"Take office?" Even Wang Chengjun was curious for a moment, "Brother, you are not going to be an official, are you?"
Su Jianmin waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, you don't think I look like an official? I'm just an ordinary worker..."
Jin Bao felt that they would meet sooner or later in the future, and it would be better to tell them sooner rather than later, as telling them late would easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Seeing her father hesitating, she helped and said, "My father is going to be the director of a machinery factory!"
Unexpectedly, Jin Bao would say it. Su Jianmin was stunned for a moment, "Jin Bao..."
"What? Machinery factory...director?" Wang Qiulan was shocked.
Su Jianmin had no choice but to nod and said: "Yes, I am the director of Nanping Machinery Factory you just mentioned, but I don't know anything about what happened before. I haven't taken office yet."
Wang Chengjun climbed down from the upper bunk, surprised and excited, "Are you really the director of the machinery factory?"
"Well, yes." Su Jianmin nodded helplessly.
"You really can't tell. Brother, you are too low-key. Look at your clothes. They don't look like those worn by the factory director at all. Look at the worn sleeves, they are already turning white."
"Oh, it's true!" Wang Qiulan said, "Director, you are a good director at first glance! That's great. With a good director like you making the decision for me, that bastard Zhao Feng must go home with me.
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Su Jianmin tried his best to smile awkwardly but politely. He really didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing.
Siblings Wang Chengjun and Wang Qiulan flattered each other a lot.
After a while, Wang Chengjun said in an attentive tone: "By the way, brother factory boss, didn't you just want to go to the dining car to dine with your wife, or with the factory director's wife? Go quickly."
"That's right, you go quickly. Don't worry, you don't need to take your luggage. We will take care of it for you."
"Thank you then."
Su Jianmin picked up Jinbao with one hand and took his wife out of the box with the other.
When he walked to the dining car, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh..."
After sitting down with Xiao Jinbao in his arms, he touched his daughter's head and said, "Little fool, I am the factory director. Why did you just tell them? How embarrassing is it now? Listening to them calling each other the factory director, I
I don’t even know how to speak anymore.”
Jinbao smiled and said, "Dad is the director of the factory. Everyone will call you that in the future. You have to get used to it."
Regarding this point, Bai Lu quite agreed, "Jin Bao is right, you will have to get used to it sooner or later."
"Actually, it's not a matter of title. Hey, I can't tell..."
"I know you don't know how to deal with this kind of thing, but the factory director is different from the technicians or engineers who have worked for decades before you. It's not as simple as immersing yourself in drawing drawings. You have to deal with many conflicts between workers."
“I used to be the deputy director of the factory, and there was still the director of the factory on top, but now there is no one on top, and I suddenly feel a lot of pressure.”
Jinbao knelt on the chair and patted his father's shoulder with his little hand, "Dad, you must have confidence!"
Being encouraged by his daughter, a smile appeared in Su Jianmin's eyes.
"Okay, Dad will come on!"
As he spoke, he pinched Xiao Jinbao's little face.
Fortunately, his wife and daughter came with him, otherwise he would not be able to do it alone...
Thinking of this, Su Jianmin suddenly felt extremely lucky and greeted the waiter with a smile, "Hello, order here."
The waiter walked up to them and handed them the menu. The prices were much cheaper than Bai Lu imagined. The cheapest was 20 cents, the most expensive was 1.5 yuan, and the 20 cents only had rice and vegetables. The more expensive the dishes, the more expensive they were.
many.
"Give us three set meals worth one yuan." Su Jianmin said.
After registering in the small book, the waiter took away the menu and said, "Okay, wait a moment."
It was lunch time, but there were very few people in the dining car, only a few people in twos and threes.
Some people looked at the menu, ordered nothing in the end, and left directly.
Jinbao was a little confused at first as he watched them come and go, but then he thought about it and it made sense. A pound of rice only costs more than 10 cents. A meal of rice and vegetables on the train costs 20 cents. Of course it is expensive.
In this day and age, being able to have a meal on a train is enviable.
Not long after, the waiter pushed a cart and placed three set meals on their table.
Jinbao had been eating dry food for the past few days, and almost vomited from the steamed buns and noodles. Now when he saw the hot rice, his eyes lit up, especially the colors of the side dishes looked delicious, including two meat dishes, one vegetable dish and soup.
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She picked up the small spoon and took a sip of the broth, her eyes narrowed.
The soup is so fresh! It is indeed a set meal that I bought for one yuan. One bite fills my mouth with the aroma of meat.
Jin Bao feels that although everyone is poor in this era, the food is really delicious and is different from what she ate in her previous life.
In the previous life, most delicacies were processed and mixed with various seasonings, so that everything tasted tasted like seasonings. But now, the delicacies are made of ingredients that are delicious on their own, like this pork soup, which is fresh and sweet.
, it’s not the flavor that comes from the chicken essence, it’s the pork itself that’s extremely delicious.
There is a huge difference in the taste of meat between pigs raised with grain bran and leftovers and pigs raised with feed.
Jinbao is immersed in delicious food, and so are her parents.
"The food on this train is so delicious." Su Jianmin couldn't help but sigh.
Bai Lu covered her stomach and nodded, "I ate them all! It's so satisfying! In the future, when we have the opportunity to take other children on the train, we also want to let them taste the food on the train."
"OK!"
Because there were few people in the dining car and there was no bad smell, they did not return to the box immediately.
"Daughter-in-law, if you are sleepy, just lean on my shoulder and sleep for a while." Su Jianmin patted his shoulder and said with a smile.
Bai Lu was a little embarrassed at first, but as sleepiness came over her head, she tilted her head and fell asleep leaning on her husband's shoulder.
"哐珰哐珰..." The wheels made a rhythmic sound.
Jin Bao looked at the setting sun outside the car window and it had completely disappeared, leaving only a drunken crimson on the horizon. The figure of a boy could not help but appear in his mind.